Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points.

"Why are you here?" Luo Chen looked at him warily. This guy suddenly appeared. Could he be having some conspiracy?

"I'll help you." Mo Han's uncle said, "I know a secret passage that can bypass their traps and directly enter the stronghold. We can catch them by surprise and attack them when they are unprepared."

"Why are you helping us?" Luo Chen was still worried. Could this guy be an undercover sent by the Blood Vampire Sect?

"Because I am Mo Han's uncle, I can't just watch him die." Mo Han's uncle sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Are you really willing to help us?" Mo Han looked at his uncle, his heart full of doubts.

"Of course, don't you still believe me?" Mo Han's uncle asked back.

"Okay, we believe you." Mo Han finally chose to believe his uncle.

Mo Han's uncle took them to a hidden place and opened a secret door.

"This is the secret passage leading to the interior of the stronghold. Follow me."

The four of them entered the secret door and moved forward along the secret passage.

The secret passage was pitch black, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you, and it was very narrow, only allowing one person to pass through.

The four of them advanced in the dark. After an unknown amount of time, they finally arrived at a wide cave.

"This is the interior of the Blood Ghost Clan's stronghold." Mo Han's uncle said, pointing ahead.

"What should we do now?" Qingshuang asked in a low voice.

"Act separately. I will destroy their formation, and you go deal with those men in black robes. Remember, we must fight quickly and decisively." Mo Han's uncle told him his plan.

"Okay!" Luo Chen nodded in agreement.

The four of them acted separately, Mo Han's uncle went to destroy the formation, Luo Chen, Qingshuang and Mo Han went to deal with the men in black robes.

The four of them quietly sneaked into the stronghold and began to act.

Mo Han's uncle came to the location of the formation and began to destroy it.

Luo Chen, Qing Shuang and Mo Han began to look for those men in black robes.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and several men in black robes appeared in front of them, each with a hideous face and murderous intent.

"Who? Who is it?" a man in black robe shouted sternly.

"Of course I'm here to take your lives!" Luo Chen said coldly.

"Looking for death!" The man in black robe roared and rushed towards them, the weapon in his hand flashing with cold light.

A fierce battle began.

Luo Chen, Qing Shuang and Mo Han joined forces to fight against those men in black robes.

The strength of these black-robed men was extremely powerful, even more powerful than the ones they had encountered before. The three of them were actually at a disadvantage for a while.

At this moment, Mo Han's uncle destroyed the formation, and the entire stronghold began to shake violently, with the earth shaking.

"The formation has been destroyed, retreat quickly!" a man in black robe shouted in horror.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the men in black robes retreated and wanted to escape.

"Don't let them run away, wipe them out!" Luo Chen shouted and chased after them.

The three of them chased relentlessly, and after a while, they finally wiped out all the men in black robes, leaving no one alive.

"Let's leave here quickly to avoid any more trouble." said Mo Han's uncle.

The four left the base and returned to a safe place.

"Thanks to you, we were able to complete the task so smoothly. Thank you so much." Mo Han said gratefully to his uncle.

"This is what I should do. We are a family after all." Mo Han's uncle said with a smile.

"What should we do next? The Blood Demon Sect will definitely not let this go." Qingshuang asked with some concern.

"Let's go back first and think about it later." Luo Chen said. The most important thing now is to find a safe place to hide.

The four returned to the town.

Suddenly, several men in black robes rushed out from the darkness and blocked their way.

"Where are you running to! Today is the day you die!" said the man in black robe with a grin.

When several people saw this, they ran away without saying a word. The most important thing was to save their lives!

As night fell, the thick darkness covered the four fleeing people like a huge curtain.

“Disperse and break out!” Luo Chen growled, and his figure flashed and disappeared in the intricate alleys.

Qingshuang's jade hand was raised lightly, and ice-blue spiritual energy flowed through her fingertips, chilling her.

Mo Han followed closely behind, his heart pounding, the wind whistling in his ears, fear and determination colliding violently in his chest.

Only Mo Han's uncle stood there. His old figure looked particularly lonely in the night, with a look of determination in his eyes.

"You go! I'll stop them!" His voice was hoarse, but with unquestionable firmness.

Luo Chen shuttled quickly through the narrow alleys. The rough brick walls brushed against the corners of his clothes, leaving behind a slight friction sound.

He hid behind a pile of musty junk, his heart beating like a drum, as if it was about to burst his chest.

Outside the alley, the heavy footsteps of the men in black robes were approaching, and Luo Chen could even hear their heavy breathing.

He clenched the sword in his hand, sweat seeping from his palms, and the cold hilt brought him an inexplicable sense of security.

The footsteps stopped abruptly. Luo Chen held his breath and waited. The air seemed to freeze.

"Damn it! I lost him!" A curse broke the silence, and Luo Chen's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

"Go back and report to the elders, the target has escaped!" Another voice said with a hint of unwillingness.

Luo Chen slowly stood up and leaned against the cold wall, his chest heaving violently, his relief at surviving the disaster and his worry about the future intertwined.

He must find Qingshuang and Mohan!

On the other side, Qingshuang's fingertips flashed with cold light, and several ice cones whizzed out, freezing the pursuing black-robed man into an ice sculpture.

She fled to a secluded corner and took out the communication talisman, but still received no response. Anxiety spread in her heart.

"Luo Chen? Mo Han? Where are you?" She murmured in a low voice, a feeling of uneasiness surging like a tide.

Mo Han was forced into a dead end. Two men in black robes blocked the exit with teasing smiles on their faces.

"Run! Why don't you run anymore?" One of them said in a mocking tone, with a cruel light in his eyes.

"Today is the day you die!" another person echoed, the cold light flashing with the sharp blade in his hand.

Mo Han took a deep breath, a flash of despair passed through his eyes, and was replaced by a determined will to fight.

He mobilized the little spiritual power left in his body, clenched his fists, let the wind from his fists whistle, and with the momentum of burning his boats, he pushed a man in black robes back several steps.

"Interesting! Come again!" Instead of being afraid, the man in black robe became even more excited, with fighting spirit burning in his eyes.

Mo Han was fighting one against two, but was gradually defeated. He had more and more wounds on his body, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Just when he was about to give up, a familiar figure descended from the sky, with a long sword in his hand cutting through the night sky, bringing a sharp sword light. "Mo Han! I'm here to help you!" Luo Chen's voice was like a heavenly sound, bringing a glimmer of hope to Mo Han.

The two fought side by side with perfect understanding and quickly killed the two men in black robes.

"Are you okay?" Luo Chen asked with concern, his eyes falling on the wound on Mo Han's body.

"I won't die." Mo Han shook his head, trying to sound relaxed but unable to hide his fatigue.

"Where's Qingshuang?"

"Haven't contacted him yet." Luo Chen frowned.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingshuang appeared at the entrance of the alley with an anxious look on her face.

"Are you guys okay?"

"We're fine, how about you?"

"I'm fine too."

The three of them finally reunited, and their tense nerves finally relaxed.

"Where is my uncle?" Qingshuang's heart tightened when she thought of her uncle Mo Han who was left alone to protect the group.

"He stayed behind alone to protect us..." Mo Han said in a low voice with a hint of guilt.

"We must save him!" Luo Chen said firmly.

"But... we can't even protect ourselves now..." Qingshuang said helplessly.

"No matter what, we can't abandon him!" Mo Han said firmly, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

"Let's find a place to hide first, and then make long-term plans." Luo Chen suggested.

The three found an abandoned house and settled down temporarily.

It was late at night and everything was silent, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the tranquility.

Suddenly, a slight sound of footsteps was heard, waking Luo Chen up.

"Who?" he asked in a low voice, the sword in his hand already unsheathed.

"It's me." A familiar voice came, it was Mo Han's uncle.

"Uncle! You're okay!" Mo Han was surprised and delighted.

"I led them away." Uncle Mo Han spoke calmly, but the multiple scars on his body showed that he had been through a fierce battle.

"What are your plans next?" he asked.

"We plan to rescue those who were captured by the Blood Demon Sect." Mo Han said in a firm tone.

"This is too dangerous! You can't go!" Uncle Mo Han tried his best to dissuade them.

"We can't just stand by and watch someone die!"

"Okay, I'll go with you." Uncle Mo Han finally compromised. He knew he couldn't stop them.

"There is strength in numbers and the chances of success are greater," he added.

After some discussion, the four decided to sneak into the Blood Vampire Clan's stronghold at night.

The night was as thick as ink, like a giant hand tightly strangling the earth's throat.

Four figures, like ghosts floating in the dark night, lurked on the rugged mountain road leading to the Blood Demon Sect's stronghold.

The surroundings were so quiet that it made people feel uneasy. Only the wind rustled through the treetops, making a rustling sound that sounded like the unwilling whispers of dead souls.

The deliberately suppressed footsteps of several people seemed particularly clear in the dead silence.

"Uncle, is this road... really safe?" Mo Han's voice trembled slightly in the night wind, with a hint of worry that was difficult to conceal.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white from the force, and his palms were already soaked with sweat.

"Don't worry, only a few people in the world know about this secret passage. I discovered it by accident in my early years." Mo Han's uncle walked in front with steady steps. His voice was low and powerful, like a reassurance pill, giving everyone invisible strength, "As long as we act carefully, we won't be discovered by those bastards of the Blood Ghost Sect."

Qingshuang followed closely behind Luo Chen, her slender fingers tightly grasping the staff, which emitted a faint chill, as if she and her master were alert to the dangers lurking around them.

Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, sweeping across every shadow, not missing any trace of movement.

Luo Chen stood behind him, the long sword in his hand flashing a cold light in the darkness, and the sword reflected his resolute face.

He could feel Qingshuang's nervousness and Mo Han's worry, but he had to remain calm because he was the pillar of the team and their hope.

The four of them walked through a dense forest, where the shadows of the trees loomed like ghosts with bared fangs and claws, and came to a steep cliff.

"The entrance to the secret passage is right here." Mo Han's uncle pointed to a hole covered by vines on the cliff, with a hint of solemnity in his voice.

The four of them pushed aside the dense vines and entered the cave.

Inside the cave, it was pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you, as if it was connected to the abyss of hell.

Qingshuang took out a night-shining pearl from his arms, and the soft light instantly dispelled the darkness and illuminated the surroundings.

The cave was narrow and damp, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell of decay.

The four of them moved forward cautiously along the cave, each step carrying unknown dangers.

I don’t know how long I walked, but a faint light appeared in front of me, like the dawn of hope, flickering in the darkness.

"We're almost there." Mo Han's uncle's voice was filled with a hint of relief.

The four of them quickened their pace and walked out of the cave. Suddenly, the view in front of them opened up and a huge underground cave appeared before them.

In the center of the cave, a huge pool of blood came into view. Scarlet blood was rolling in the pool, like boiling magma, emitting a disgusting stench, as if it could devour a person's soul.

Dozens of people in black robes stood around the blood pool. Each of them had a hideous face and murderous aura, like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

"This... is one of the Blood Vampire Sect's strongholds." Mo Han's uncle's voice was low and solemn. "All the people they captured were imprisoned here and suffered inhuman torture."

"How...should we save people?" Qingshuang's voice trembled slightly. Her brows were furrowed, and her clear eyes were filled with worry.

"This place is heavily guarded. We can't force our way in. We will just die in vain." Luo Chen's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He swept over every black-robed man, observed the surrounding terrain, and thought of countermeasures quickly in his mind.

"I know a secret passage that leads to where the hostages are being held." Mo Han's uncle suddenly spoke with a hint of hope in his voice, "But this secret passage is very dangerous and full of traps. If you're not careful, you'll be doomed."

"At this point, I can't care about so much anymore." Mo Han's eyes were as firm as iron, "Saving people is the most important thing. Even if it means going through mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will give it a try!"

"Okay, I'll take you there." Mo Han's uncle nodded, his eyes full of admiration, "Follow me closely, don't get separated. There are many traps here, one wrong step will lead to many wrong steps."

The four of them followed Mo Han's uncle, bypassed the blood pool that emitted a strong smell of blood, and came to the other side of the cave.

Mo Han's uncle fumbled on a seemingly ordinary stone wall for a while, and suddenly, a secret door appeared on the stone wall and opened silently.

"This is the entrance to the secret passage." Mo Han's uncle's voice was resolute. "After entering, everyone must be careful. Remember, don't act rashly."

The four of them entered one after another, and the secret door slowly closed behind them, blocking out the light.

The secret passage was pitch black and even narrower than the previous cave, only allowing one person to pass through. It was like a narrow passage leading to hell. (End of this chapter)